Saw a tiktok last night about someone entering their cat into a cat show bc there's a section for house cats. And I thought it was so cute but the longer it went on the more my heart broke. I feel really sad bc I bet my baby would have won all sorts of awards. He was so handsome and beautiful and sweet and the vets always told me he was. Should have done that. He was so perfect. Anyways so now I'm sad today. Sad at work for reasons other than work.
I see my psych today at 3 and I realize I forgot to text her about Ichigo in the flurry of emails and texts I've sent out. I haven't seen her since March 10th which was literally the day before the storm began.
When I became very concerned for his health. Then he went missing a week (?) later. Them he came home 3 days later. And he was doing better. And then he just declined so rapidly starting at the beginning of April, when I got sick at the same time. Then the 7th we had to make the decision, and I was still sick and a little dehydrated. Then I had to participate in fuckin Easter. At the time of my appointment, it will be exactly a week since he died.
And I have therapy on Monday.
I'm so tired.
TW: discussion of pet death